Now, now, he finally roves his eyes up and down her body in something more than mere assessment of injuries and a vague understanding that she's attractive. He takes his time with it, lets his expression slide heavy-lidded and warm while he does.
"You'd make even the Warrior of Light beg?" It's not a challenge. The tone is soft, still teasing a bit perhaps, but it's clear now where they're headed. He's been sitting on one of the dining room chairs this whole time, but it's a simple matter to slip out of it to his knees. With the way she's sitting on the floor and his own height, he's still looming over her a bit, but the position is nothing if not obvious.
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Date: 2022-03-23 04:39 pm (UTC)"You'd make even the Warrior of Light beg?" It's not a challenge. The tone is soft, still teasing a bit perhaps, but it's clear now where they're headed. He's been sitting on one of the dining room chairs this whole time, but it's a simple matter to slip out of it to his knees. With the way she's sitting on the floor and his own height, he's still looming over her a bit, but the position is nothing if not obvious.